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block talk - maliek otf, lil redd otf & jaxson king lyrics

[intro]
(ayo, lil redd, you wildin’)
(yo, southside, we cookin’ this sh*t)
(huh, huh, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: maliek otf]
we slidin’, we ridin’, these hoes always lyin’ (skrrt, skrrt)
n*ggas be broke, they cap, i swear they all cryin’ (brrt, brrt)
pull up with sticks, if you frontin’, you dyin’ (pop, pop)
shots ring out, that b*tch wet like she fryin’ (bang, bang)
these n*ggas be snakin’, i see ’em, i’m spyin’ (huh?)
b*tch, we in the trap, all them bodies be flyin’ (woo)
pull up on opps, they scatter, they dyin’ (grrr, grr)
stackin’ this bread, all this money i’m buyin’ (cash)
my b*tch be bad, she flexin’, she grindin’ (drip, drip)
all these fake n*ggas, we know they be lyin’ (huh?)
i don’t givе a f*ck, i’m posted, i’m stylin’ (skrrt)
ak in my hand, that sh*t goin’ wildin’ (pow, pow)
n*ggas switch lanes, i’m smokin’, i ain’t smilin’ (nope)
opp block hot, wе pull up and pile in (brrt)
only the family, we murkin’ these children (huh?)
got that four in the whip, we lurkin’, we willin’ (bang)
b*tch n*gga foul, we gon’ put him in heaven (woo)
we grindin’ all day, don’t sleep, no restin’ (nah)
pull up on opps, they screamin’, confessin’ (screech)
money tall as f*ck, these racks we be flexin’ (cash)
hoes on my line, they know we be reckless (yeah)
southside beat, that sh*t bang, it’s infectious (bang)
i ain’t never soft, my heart cold, it’s reckless (huh?)
n*ggas be hatin’, i see ’em, i check this (peep)
if you in my way, that b*tch get wet quick (pop)
opps duckin’, they know, they know how we hit (grrr)
we ridin’ with sticks, these shots never miss (pow)
i’m posted on corners, my opps gettin’ dissed (brrt)
hoes screamin’ my name, they know i don’t kiss (nah)
otf a team, we murkin’ this sh*t (yeah)
fbg b*tta, you know we don’t switch (nope)
my glock go “rat*tat*tat”, that sh*t gon’ twitch (bang)
we countin’ these racks, these n*ggas be snitchin’ (huh?)
i jump out the whip, these opps gettin’ hitched (woo)
i drip in designer, my b*tch gettin’ fixed (drip)
these n*ggas be broke, i laugh while i kick (ha)
every day grind, we eatin’, we lit (yeah)
pull up, shoot first, don’t wait, we legit (pow)
[verse 2: lil redd & jaxson king]
n*ggas be talkin’, but they ain’t gon’ slide (nah)
we catch ’em off guard, that b*tch gettin’ fried (bang)
hoes on my line, i tell ’em, “step aside” (huh?)
money on my mind, these racks never hide (cash)
b*tch, i don’t love hoes, that sh*t, i deny (nope)
pull up with the gang, them opps gon’ collide (skrrt)
shots in the air, my stick never lied (pow)
we takin’ these blocks, these n*ggas get fried (grrr)
300 deep, my n*ggas gon’ ride (woo)
all these fake n*ggas, we catch ’em, we slide (brrt)
me and jaxson, we drillin’ worldwide (yeah)
pull up broad*day, your homies can’t hide (huh?)
stackin’ these bricks, all this work we provide (cash)
b*tch n*gga tell, he ain’t one of our side (nah)
we murkin’ this sh*t, we don’t never divide (nope)
poppin’ this 30, now i’m fully supplied (pow)
southside beat hit, that b*tch certified (bang)
hoes screamin’, they know we multiply (yeah)
opps duckin’, they know they might die (grrr)
we movin’ in packs, don’t even ask why (skrrt)
otf the set, these n*ggas comply (woo)
we ridin’, we slidin’, don’t step in our line (nah)
this sh*t our life, we gon’ ride ’til we die (huh?)
i drip in designer, my opps gettin’ shy (drip)
b*tch n*gga foul, we gon’ send ’em to sky (bang)
muwop, my shooters stay fly (pow)
these n*ggas be broke, we just passin’ them by (cash)
i jump out the whip, your homie gon’ cry (grrr)
we murkin’ this block, ain’t no alibi (yeah)
[verse 3: jaxson king]
i’m posted all day, my stick always loaded (brrt, brrt)
n*ggas be scared, these streets get exploded (bang)
hoes screamin’ my name, they know we devoted (woo)
otf a team, these opps get corroded (pow)
i don’t do hugs, b*tch, you can’t even touch me (nah)
pull up on opps, that b*tch get bl**dy (grrr)
money tall as f*ck, my pockets stay chubby (cash)
these n*ggas broke, their sh*t smellin’ musty (ha)
i drip in designer, my glock stay tucked (drip)
n*ggas switch lanes, we murkin’ them stuck (bang)
every day grindin’, i don’t give a f*ck (yeah)
shots goin’ off, don’t even need luck (pow)
fbg duck, my team stay up (huh?)
all these fake n*ggas, we keep ’em stuck (nah)
b*tch, i be posted, my opps get smacked (grrr)
pull up broad*day, your homies get cracked (bang)
money and power, that’s all i attract (cash)
southside beat hit, my glock stay packed (pow)
we ridin’, we slidin’, don’t step in our path (skrrt)
jaxson the plug, these opps do the math (woo)
hoes on me daily, they screamin’ my name (yeah)
all these fake n*ggas, we murkin’ the game (brrt)
shots goin’ off, that b*tch go insane (bang)

- maliek otf lil redd otf jaxson king lyrics

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